WANTING TO BE NEAR YOU
BY CREASSYA
This takes place after Attraction So Strong. Chandler and Monica take us through the first time they slept together. Their sexual experience together was great for them, but now they're forced to evaluate their friendship and their feelings for one another.
I watched Monica as she dressed Codie. I smile spread across my face. When she was done dressing him, he gave her a hug and a kiss. He adored Monica. He came over to me and gave me a hug before running out of the room.. When he left, Monica walked over and stood in front of me as I remained seated on the bed. I put both hands on her stomach as she touched my face. She was now five months pregnant. Before she leaned in to kiss me, Chandler Jr. walked in.
"Mom, where are my socks?"
"I put them on your bed."
"I don't see them."
Codie came back in the room with socks on his hands as if they were mittens.
"Why don't you ask Codie where they are?" Chandler said, grinning.
Chandler Jr. turned around and noticed his socks on his brother's hands. He got mad and snatched them off. He walked out of the room and Codie followed him. He was hitting him as they left the room.
"Mom, will you get your son!" He yelled from the hall.
"Codie, stop bothering your brother."
"Okay mommy."
I placed my hands at her waist as she ruffled my hair. She was wrapped in a pink towel and her hair was wet. I looked at my gorgeous wife and stood up. I ran my hands through her long wet hair.
"Can you believe that we're actually gonna get to spend some quiet time together?" She asked.
"Nope, but I'm looking forward to it."
"So am I."
When the doorbell rang, Chandler Jr. ran downstairs to answer the door. I gave Monica a soft peck on the lips and went downstairs. When I got downstairs, Chandler Jr. had already opened the door. Joey and Ross came in as I reached the bottom step.
"You guys ready?" Joey asked Chandler Jr.
"Yep."
"Go get Codie," Chandler said.
"Okay," he said running up the steps.
"Thanks for doing this," Chandler said to Joey and Ross.
"We don't mind," Ross said.
"Where's Mon?" Joey asked.
"She's upstairs getting dressed."
Seconds later, the two boys came bounding down the stairs with their overnight bags in their hands. They were excited about spending the weekend with Joey and uncle Ross. Monica came downstairs dressed in a yellow flowered thin strapped dress that was a little above her knees and that tied in the back. She was wearing white sneakers. Monica had only gained eight pounds so far which I think all went to her breasts and stomach. She looked great. She got around pretty good too. She was barely sick or tired. She had weird cravings like eating peanut butter on her apples, ketchup on her eggs, sour cream with beacon, and hot sauce on her potato chips. She occasionally suffered from insomnia, but other than that, the pregnancy was pretty easy for her. Thinking of how good this pregnancy is going, I'm reminded of the very first time she became pregnant……..
I was sitting in my room when she came in with the news. We had only slept together once, but that was all it took. She was standing at the door looking really uncomfortable. I knew that something was wrong the minute she walked in and closed the door.
"Chandler, I'm pregnant."
"Are you serious?"
"And yes it's yours. I haven't slept with Johnnie."
Johnnie was her boyfriend at the time. Days after we slept together, we felt that it was a mistake and we remained friends. Not long after, she began dating Johnnie. Rachel introduced them. They were dating for two months before Monica found out that she was pregnant. She waited a week before telling me.
"I don't believe this," I said.
"I know."
"Why did you wait so long before telling me?"
"I was scared okay."
"Did you tell Johnnie?"
"Not yet."
"Are you gonna…y'know…keep it?"
"Of course I'm gonna keep it. You don't want me to?"
"I wouldn't ask you to get an abortion."
"Good, because I wouldn't."
"I know that. So, when are you gonna tell Johnnie?"
"I don't know Chandler!"
"Okay, just bite my head off."
"I'm sorry. I don't mean to."
At that moment, although still obviously in shock, I wanted to hold her in my arms and kiss her. Instead, I got up off the bed, went over to her and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. I was feeling as if I had been punched in the stomach. It was bad enough that us sleeping together was a secret from our closest friends and that we had decided to never sleep together again, but her having a boyfriend and her being pregnant made things worse for us.
The following week we were all seated in the living room. Monica had just come out of her room. She stood in front of the TV with her back to it. We were about to tell them about what was going on with us…at least that's what I thought.
"I'm gonna do all the talking," she said looking at me.
I should have known right then that things weren't going to happen the way we planned.
"I'm pregnant."
"Wow…um…um…"
"Did you tell Johnnie? Is that what you wanted to ask Rach?" Phoebe said.
"Yeah."
"I haven't told him yet."
"You haven't even been with him that long. He's gonna freak out," Ross said.
"I know."
"Well, you know that we're here for you Mon," Rachel reminded her.
"Thanks."
When I looked at Chandler, I noticed that he was glaring at me. I was supposed to tell them that Chandler was the father, not Johnnie. The worst part was that I had planned it that way. I didn't know why, but I knew that I would have to come up with an answer later.
"Are you scared to tell him?" Ross asked.
"Yeah, I am."
"I'm sure it'll be fine," Phoebe said.
"I don't think so," I said.
"Why?" Joey asked.
Chandler looked at me as if he expected me to tell them that he was the actual father, and I was about to when Johnnie walked in. Chandler was the first to get up and leave.
"Guys, I'll talk to you later."
"What's wrong?" Johnnie asked, taking me by the hand as they left.
"I need to talk to you."
"Sounds serious," he said, sitting on the couch.
"It is."
"What is it?"
"Well…shit, this is hard to say."
"You wanna break up with me?"
"After I tell you this, you'll wanna break up with me."
"I don't like the sound of this."
"You won't like the news any better."
"Just tell me."
"I'm pregnant," I said closing my eyes.
"This is a joke right?"
"No," I said, opening my eyes.
"I hope you're not telling me that I'm the father because that's virtually impossible being that we've never slept together."
"Of course not."
"So what you're telling me is that you've been cheating on me?"
"I haven't cheated on you."
"What?"
"It was before I started dating you. I slept with this guy I've known for years one night. We decided after that night that it would be best if we remained friends. I haven't slept with him since."
"Does he know?"
"Yeah."
"Are you keeping it?"
"Yeah."
"I see."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize . Look, you're right. This just isn't my thing. It's just a little too much for me to handle right now."
"I understand."
"I'm sorry," he said.
"I expected this to happen. Don't worry about it."
Without another word, he stood up and came over to hug me. When he broke the hug, he looked at me one last time and left the apartment.
Days later, when I had come out of the bathroom, Chandler was sitting on the couch with his arms folded across his chest. I was halfway to my room when I noticed him.
"You've been avoiding me long enough," he said angrily.
Sensing a major fight coming on, I took a deep breath and went over to sit in the chair next to the couch.
"What the hell was that all about the other day?"
"I'm sorry."
"That's all you have to say?"
"I didn't know what else to do."
"Telling them the truth would have been a start."
"I got scared. I was about to tell them but Johnnie came in."
"This happened days ago Mon!" He said raising his voice.
"I know that," I said, getting upset.
"Then why didn't you say something after you talked to Johnnie that night? Or yesterday? Or Today? Did you even tell him who the father is?"
"No. I haven't even told our friends yet."
"Well, when are you gonna tell them? When the baby's born?"
"Stop yelling at me Chandler!"
"Can you blame me? I'm pissed. We were supposed to tell them together. Then you pull this shit."
"Chandler, I realize that you're upset with me and you have every right to be, but can you please lower your voice?"
"Why should I? No one's here."
"I just think that we should talk this out. Not yell at each other. We need to discuss this like adults."
"That's funny. You didn't discuss the fact that you were gonna have our friends believe that the father of our child is Johnnie's, with me."
I shouldn't have done that."
"Damn right you shouldn't have. I'm outta here."
He got up and headed to the door. He looked back at me before slamming the door behind him. My eyes watered after he left. I was thinking about going after him, but I knew that he wouldn't want to talk to me while he was that upset. I felt the urge to go over to his and Joey's apartment, take him in my arms, kiss him, and tell him how much I wanted him. I couldn't stand Chandler being angry with me. I put my hands over my face and sobbed.
I closed the door to my room and sat on my bed. It was hard to believe that Monica had pulled a stunt like that. What was she thinking? Did she think that I would approve of what she did? I was so furious with her. I had to walk out because I was about say some things that I knew I would regret the minute they came out of my mouth. The weird thing was that I was not only angry with her, but I wanted for her to be right there with me. In my arms. Monica meant a lot to me and I suddenly began to feel bad for the way I behaved, although I had every right to be angry. She looked as if she was about to cry when I left. Minutes later, I got up off my bed and walked over to the door. When I opened it up, Monica stood there with tears in her eyes. I backed away from the door to allow her to come in. I closed the door and turned to face her. Without a word, I took her in my arms and held her close as she cried.
"I'm so sorry Chandler."
"I know."
"It was stupid and mean," she said, holding me tighter.
"Shhh."
I caressed her hair and rubbed her back. I was still a little angry, but it soon faded away. I held her in my arms until she stopped crying. I completely melted once I looked into her eyes. For a split second, I had forgotten what I was mad about. Her arms remained around my waist as I touched her face. With our faces just an inch away from each other, kissing was inevitable. Our lips touched for a few seconds before she drew back and looked at me again. I rose my left hand to touch her face. She closed her eyes at the touch of my hand and I kissed her. I gave her soft pecks on the lips and it soon turned passionate.
Minutes later, we pulled apart. She touched my face and apologized again.
"I'll tell them the truth. I promise. I want to be with you Chandler."
Just as I was about to kiss her again, she groaned in pain.
"Mon, what's wrong?"
"I don't know," she cried.
I walked her over to the bed so that she could rest. When she sat down, she held her stomach and cried out again. She grabbed on to the blanket that laid across my bed and laid her forehead against it. I sat beside her and rubbed her back to calm her, but the pain got worst.
"Something's not right!" she said.
Half hour later, we were in the emergency room. When they had taken Monica, I went to call the gang. I told them that Monica was at the hospital but I would tell them what was going on when they arrived. I needed to be by Monica's side. I was so terrified that I was shaking. I wanted to be strong for her, but I didn't know how. Monica was the strong one.
NEXT UP…….UNEXPECTED LOSS
BY CREASSYA
This takes place after Attraction So Strong. Chandler and Monica take us through the first time they slept together. Their sexual experience together was great for them, but now they're forced to evaluate their friendship and their feelings for one another.
I watched Monica as she dressed Codie. I smile spread across my face. When she was done dressing him, he gave her a hug and a kiss. He adored Monica. He came over to me and gave me a hug before running out of the room.. When he left, Monica walked over and stood in front of me as I remained seated on the bed. I put both hands on her stomach as she touched my face. She was now five months pregnant. Before she leaned in to kiss me, Chandler Jr. walked in.
"Mom, where are my socks?"
"I put them on your bed."
"I don't see them."
Codie came back in the room with socks on his hands as if they were mittens.
"Why don't you ask Codie where they are?" Chandler said, grinning.
Chandler Jr. turned around and noticed his socks on his brother's hands. He got mad and snatched them off. He walked out of the room and Codie followed him. He was hitting him as they left the room.
"Mom, will you get your son!" He yelled from the hall.
"Codie, stop bothering your brother."
"Okay mommy."
I placed my hands at her waist as she ruffled my hair. She was wrapped in a pink towel and her hair was wet. I looked at my gorgeous wife and stood up. I ran my hands through her long wet hair.
"Can you believe that we're actually gonna get to spend some quiet time together?" She asked.
"Nope, but I'm looking forward to it."
"So am I."
When the doorbell rang, Chandler Jr. ran downstairs to answer the door. I gave Monica a soft peck on the lips and went downstairs. When I got downstairs, Chandler Jr. had already opened the door. Joey and Ross came in as I reached the bottom step.
"You guys ready?" Joey asked Chandler Jr.
"Yep."
"Go get Codie," Chandler said.
"Okay," he said running up the steps.
"Thanks for doing this," Chandler said to Joey and Ross.
"We don't mind," Ross said.
"Where's Mon?" Joey asked.
"She's upstairs getting dressed."
Seconds later, the two boys came bounding down the stairs with their overnight bags in their hands. They were excited about spending the weekend with Joey and uncle Ross. Monica came downstairs dressed in a yellow flowered thin strapped dress that was a little above her knees and that tied in the back. She was wearing white sneakers. Monica had only gained eight pounds so far which I think all went to her breasts and stomach. She looked great. She got around pretty good too. She was barely sick or tired. She had weird cravings like eating peanut butter on her apples, ketchup on her eggs, sour cream with beacon, and hot sauce on her potato chips. She occasionally suffered from insomnia, but other than that, the pregnancy was pretty easy for her. Thinking of how good this pregnancy is going, I'm reminded of the very first time she became pregnant……..
I was sitting in my room when she came in with the news. We had only slept together once, but that was all it took. She was standing at the door looking really uncomfortable. I knew that something was wrong the minute she walked in and closed the door.
"Chandler, I'm pregnant."
"Are you serious?"
"And yes it's yours. I haven't slept with Johnnie."
Johnnie was her boyfriend at the time. Days after we slept together, we felt that it was a mistake and we remained friends. Not long after, she began dating Johnnie. Rachel introduced them. They were dating for two months before Monica found out that she was pregnant. She waited a week before telling me.
"I don't believe this," I said.
"I know."
"Why did you wait so long before telling me?"
"I was scared okay."
"Did you tell Johnnie?"
"Not yet."
"Are you gonna…y'know…keep it?"
"Of course I'm gonna keep it. You don't want me to?"
"I wouldn't ask you to get an abortion."
"Good, because I wouldn't."
"I know that. So, when are you gonna tell Johnnie?"
"I don't know Chandler!"
"Okay, just bite my head off."
"I'm sorry. I don't mean to."
At that moment, although still obviously in shock, I wanted to hold her in my arms and kiss her. Instead, I got up off the bed, went over to her and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. I was feeling as if I had been punched in the stomach. It was bad enough that us sleeping together was a secret from our closest friends and that we had decided to never sleep together again, but her having a boyfriend and her being pregnant made things worse for us.
The following week we were all seated in the living room. Monica had just come out of her room. She stood in front of the TV with her back to it. We were about to tell them about what was going on with us…at least that's what I thought.
"I'm gonna do all the talking," she said looking at me.
I should have known right then that things weren't going to happen the way we planned.
"I'm pregnant."
"Wow…um…um…"
"Did you tell Johnnie? Is that what you wanted to ask Rach?" Phoebe said.
"Yeah."
"I haven't told him yet."
"You haven't even been with him that long. He's gonna freak out," Ross said.
"I know."
"Well, you know that we're here for you Mon," Rachel reminded her.
"Thanks."
When I looked at Chandler, I noticed that he was glaring at me. I was supposed to tell them that Chandler was the father, not Johnnie. The worst part was that I had planned it that way. I didn't know why, but I knew that I would have to come up with an answer later.
"Are you scared to tell him?" Ross asked.
"Yeah, I am."
"I'm sure it'll be fine," Phoebe said.
"I don't think so," I said.
"Why?" Joey asked.
Chandler looked at me as if he expected me to tell them that he was the actual father, and I was about to when Johnnie walked in. Chandler was the first to get up and leave.
"Guys, I'll talk to you later."
"What's wrong?" Johnnie asked, taking me by the hand as they left.
"I need to talk to you."
"Sounds serious," he said, sitting on the couch.
"It is."
"What is it?"
"Well…shit, this is hard to say."
"You wanna break up with me?"
"After I tell you this, you'll wanna break up with me."
"I don't like the sound of this."
"You won't like the news any better."
"Just tell me."
"I'm pregnant," I said closing my eyes.
"This is a joke right?"
"No," I said, opening my eyes.
"I hope you're not telling me that I'm the father because that's virtually impossible being that we've never slept together."
"Of course not."
"So what you're telling me is that you've been cheating on me?"
"I haven't cheated on you."
"What?"
"It was before I started dating you. I slept with this guy I've known for years one night. We decided after that night that it would be best if we remained friends. I haven't slept with him since."
"Does he know?"
"Yeah."
"Are you keeping it?"
"Yeah."
"I see."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize . Look, you're right. This just isn't my thing. It's just a little too much for me to handle right now."
"I understand."
"I'm sorry," he said.
"I expected this to happen. Don't worry about it."
Without another word, he stood up and came over to hug me. When he broke the hug, he looked at me one last time and left the apartment.
Days later, when I had come out of the bathroom, Chandler was sitting on the couch with his arms folded across his chest. I was halfway to my room when I noticed him.
"You've been avoiding me long enough," he said angrily.
Sensing a major fight coming on, I took a deep breath and went over to sit in the chair next to the couch.
"What the hell was that all about the other day?"
"I'm sorry."
"That's all you have to say?"
"I didn't know what else to do."
"Telling them the truth would have been a start."
"I got scared. I was about to tell them but Johnnie came in."
"This happened days ago Mon!" He said raising his voice.
"I know that," I said, getting upset.
"Then why didn't you say something after you talked to Johnnie that night? Or yesterday? Or Today? Did you even tell him who the father is?"
"No. I haven't even told our friends yet."
"Well, when are you gonna tell them? When the baby's born?"
"Stop yelling at me Chandler!"
"Can you blame me? I'm pissed. We were supposed to tell them together. Then you pull this shit."
"Chandler, I realize that you're upset with me and you have every right to be, but can you please lower your voice?"
"Why should I? No one's here."
"I just think that we should talk this out. Not yell at each other. We need to discuss this like adults."
"That's funny. You didn't discuss the fact that you were gonna have our friends believe that the father of our child is Johnnie's, with me."
I shouldn't have done that."
"Damn right you shouldn't have. I'm outta here."
He got up and headed to the door. He looked back at me before slamming the door behind him. My eyes watered after he left. I was thinking about going after him, but I knew that he wouldn't want to talk to me while he was that upset. I felt the urge to go over to his and Joey's apartment, take him in my arms, kiss him, and tell him how much I wanted him. I couldn't stand Chandler being angry with me. I put my hands over my face and sobbed.
I closed the door to my room and sat on my bed. It was hard to believe that Monica had pulled a stunt like that. What was she thinking? Did she think that I would approve of what she did? I was so furious with her. I had to walk out because I was about say some things that I knew I would regret the minute they came out of my mouth. The weird thing was that I was not only angry with her, but I wanted for her to be right there with me. In my arms. Monica meant a lot to me and I suddenly began to feel bad for the way I behaved, although I had every right to be angry. She looked as if she was about to cry when I left. Minutes later, I got up off my bed and walked over to the door. When I opened it up, Monica stood there with tears in her eyes. I backed away from the door to allow her to come in. I closed the door and turned to face her. Without a word, I took her in my arms and held her close as she cried.
"I'm so sorry Chandler."
"I know."
"It was stupid and mean," she said, holding me tighter.
"Shhh."
I caressed her hair and rubbed her back. I was still a little angry, but it soon faded away. I held her in my arms until she stopped crying. I completely melted once I looked into her eyes. For a split second, I had forgotten what I was mad about. Her arms remained around my waist as I touched her face. With our faces just an inch away from each other, kissing was inevitable. Our lips touched for a few seconds before she drew back and looked at me again. I rose my left hand to touch her face. She closed her eyes at the touch of my hand and I kissed her. I gave her soft pecks on the lips and it soon turned passionate.
Minutes later, we pulled apart. She touched my face and apologized again.
"I'll tell them the truth. I promise. I want to be with you Chandler."
Just as I was about to kiss her again, she groaned in pain.
"Mon, what's wrong?"
"I don't know," she cried.
I walked her over to the bed so that she could rest. When she sat down, she held her stomach and cried out again. She grabbed on to the blanket that laid across my bed and laid her forehead against it. I sat beside her and rubbed her back to calm her, but the pain got worst.
"Something's not right!" she said.
Half hour later, we were in the emergency room. When they had taken Monica, I went to call the gang. I told them that Monica was at the hospital but I would tell them what was going on when they arrived. I needed to be by Monica's side. I was so terrified that I was shaking. I wanted to be strong for her, but I didn't know how. Monica was the strong one.
NEXT UP…….UNEXPECTED LOSS